[happyflashergirl]

I am an exhibitionist, LOL. Well, I don't know if there is a technical definition and if I qualify under that definition, but I know that I get very excited whenever I am accidentally or purposely exposed to men or women. I think I discovered flashing, and how much I enjoyed doing it, when I was almost nineteen while a senior in high school.

I went over to my friend Jennie's house to study after school. We were having a big English history exam the following week and really needed to study hard for it. Jennie and I had applied to the same universities and we knew we needed to have really good grades to get accepted to any of them. We spent several hours quizzing each other on dates and battles and kings and that sort of thing in Jennie's bedroom before her Mother came in to ask if we had looked outside lately. We hadn't. When we did, we saw that a huge amount of snow had fallen without us even noticing.

Jennie's Mom said that it would be too dangerous for me to try to go home before the roads got plowed. She said that she would call my Mom and see if it would be okay for me to spend the night with them. I protested that I didn't want to be a bother and that I didn't have any pajamas. Jennie's Mom said I wouldn't be a bother and that I could borrow one of her nightgowns (Jennie was a lot smaller than I was, especially in the breasts, while her Mom was rather larger than I was). She said that as Jennie's Dad traveled a lot he had several of those goodie bags that airlines give out containing tooth brushes and tooth paste and stuff like that. My Mom thanked Jennie's Mom and told her that of course it would be all right for me to spend the night with them.

Jennie and I studied some more and then her Mom called us in to dinner. After eating with her Mom and Dad (who was in his early forties, was very good looking and was in excellent shape from all the workouts he did with the equipment in their rec room) and some more studying, we got ready for bed. Jennie kept her panties on under her nightgown but I have never liked to sleep in my panties so I was naked under her Mom's rather large cotton flannel nightgown. It had thin straps holding up a shapeless sort of gown. It was a bit low cut, but definitely not enough so to be considered sexy by anybody but a flannel freak.

Jennie and I walked out to the living room to say good night to her parents. Her Mom kissed me on the cheek and I walked over to her Dad to kiss him on the cheek. He was sitting down in his easy chair so I had to bend over to reach his cheek. As I did so, the left strap of the too large nightgown slipped off my shoulder and my entire left breast became bare. Jennie's Dad looked directly at my nipple, which was rapidly becoming erect and his eyes widened. I quickly pulled the gown back up and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. He seemed to be looking at me differently from the way he had always looked at me before. No one except him had seen my nightgown slip off my breast.

I was so excited at the thought that Jennie's Dad had seen my breast, and had appeared excited at the sight of it, that I could barely sleep. Jennie had twin beds so I very quietly played with my pussy and my nipples for quite a while before falling asleep.

In the morning, Jennie and I went out to breakfast still wearing our nightgowns. I saw Jennie's Dad looking at me speculatively. I thought he might be wondering whether the nightgown might slip down off my shoulder again. I didn't disappoint him, though I had to be careful so that neither Jennie nor her Mom would see. When both of them had gone into the kitchen to get the breakfast dishes and bring them into the dining room, I managed to drop one of my hair ribbons onto the floor and, in order to get Jennie's Dad's attention, I said, "Oh darn, I dropped it."

I bent down to pick it up, with my back to the kitchen and my front facing Jennie's Dad. As I had hoped, and with only a little help from me squeezing in my shoulders as I had practiced in the bathroom that morning, the night gown slipped off again. Only this time both my breasts were bared. And Jennie's Dad stared directly at my breasts. I waited a few seconds and then, as if I had only just noticed that my breasts were exposed, I excused myself and pulled the gown back up. Jennie's Dad said that that was okay, that the nightgown seemed a bit large for me. He didn't mention having looked at my breasts. I was so excited that I had been able to turn on a good looking older man that I could barely get any breakfast down.

Having discovered how exciting flashing could be for me, as well as for the man who saw me, it quickly became second nature for me to flash whenever I got the opportunity.

A few weeks later I visited Jennie again. This time we had arranged with our parents for me to stay overnight at Jennie's so I brought things to change into for sleeping and for the next day. Jennie's Dad seemed very pleased to see me. Her Mom, too, but her Dad in a different way. I hoped he wouldn't be disappointed.

After dinner and studying Jennie and I changed into our bed clothes. Jennie wore the same nightgown she had worn previously and again wore her panties under her nightgown. Her panties were the same white cottons my Mom always bought for me. I wore a very short white night gown of a diaphanous material. You couldn't quite see through it but you almost could. When I looked in the mirror I could see a slight darkness where my nipples were and a definite darkness where the hair covering my pussy was. I tried to strain my neck backwards to see if I could see the crack of my ass but I only ended up hurting my neck and I didn't want to ask Jennie to check.

In any case, I knew that with sunlight behind me you definitely could see through the nightgown in some detail. It had a fairly low vee neckline which showed a lot of the swell of my breasts. I had practiced bending over in front of the mirror at home and I knew that from the right angle you could see all of my breasts and my nipples and even the dark triangle of hair covering my pussy. (I had hadn't started shaving there yet). I had been a little worried that Jennie might think my nightgown was too sexy but since she couldn't think of her parents looking at her in a manner that would acknowledge that she was becoming a woman, neither could she imagine them looking at me like that.

Jennie and I went out to kiss her parents good night. I was pleased to see that her Mom was still sitting on one of their two couches in the living room while her Dad was sitting on the other one which was parallel to the first with a low glass top coffee table in between. As we walked in I saw her Dad quickly glance up at me. I could tell that he had been interested to see what kind of nightgown I would be wearing. I was thrilled that he cared. His eyes seemed to narrow a bit as he was trying to make out whether he could actually see through the material of my gown or not. I hoped he would keep looking at me.

Jennie kissed her Mom first and then began to walk over to kiss her Dad, who still had his eyes on me. I turned my back to Jennie's Dad and bent over from the waist to give her Mom a kiss. As I did so, and as had happened when I had practiced before the mirror in the bathroom for the week before going to Jennie's, I could feel the hem of my nightgown pulling up over the cheeks of my bottom, leaving most of my bottom, and my pussy, exposed to his view. As Jennie was walking away from me and looking at her Dad, I knew that she wouldn't be able to see how much of me her Dad was able to see. Even so, I didn't dare stay in this position for too long in case Jennie did glance back at her Mom and me.

When I stood up and turned toward Jennie's Dad, I could tell that he had definitely been looking at me. I glanced down toward his lap to see if what had happened to Arnold had happened to him as well. It wasn't sticking straight out in front of him as Arnold's had been, but I could tell for sure that he had an erection. And I was so happy that I was the cause of it.

But I had a problem. I wanted Jennie's Dad to be able to look down the front of my nightgown and see my naked breasts and my nipples and my pussy when I bent over to give him a kiss. But I certainly didn't want Jennie's Mom to see my naked ass. So on my way between the two couches I turned to Jennie's Mom and asked, "Could Jennie and I please have some warm milk before we go to sleep?"

Jennie's Mom said that of course we could and, as I had hoped, she stood up immediately to go into the kitchen. Even better, Jennie said that she would help and she went into the kitchen as well. As I bent over in front of Jennie's Dad I put my hand on my shoulder strap, which I knew would cause him to look in that direction, and said in a low tone of voice, "I hope I don't fall out of this nightgown, too, Mr. Gibbons, I wouldn't want to embarrass you again."

He laughed while looking down the front of my nightgown where I wanted him to and said, "I wasn't embarrassed, Vicki Lynn, you have become a very pretty young lady."

"Do you really mean it?" I asked.

He assured me that it was true and then said how much nicer he thought this gown looked on me than his wife's had looked. I thanked him, gave him a peck on the cheek and finally stood up just before Jennie and Mrs. Gibbons came in with the warm milk. I despise warm milk and would never drink it at home but it had been the only thing I could think of that would get Mrs. Gibbons out of the way for a moment. Jennie and I took the milk into the bedroom, drank it and then went to bed, where I played with myself for a very long time, especially after I could tell from Jennie's regular breathing that she had fallen fast asleep. Finally, very contentedly, I fell asleep too with my right hand still between my legs and my fingers in my warm wetness.

The next morning, as usual, I woke up early. Jennie was still fast asleep but I could hear someone out in the kitchen moving around. Then I remembered that Mr. Gibbons had said that he had an early indoor tennis game. I hopped into the bathroom, peed, washed my hands, brushed my teeth and ran a brush though my short dark blond hair. I quickly massaged my nipples and was very pleased to see that their stiffness was quite visible through the light material of my nightgown. Then I went out into the kitchen, closing the bedroom door quietly, hoping it wouldn't squeak as it usually did, so as not to awaken Jennie. To my great delight it was Mr. Gibbons in the kitchen and not Jennie's Mom up early to fix breakfast for her husband.

And to my even greater delight, it was a very sunny day, even if it was still cold outside and there was snow on the ground. The Gibbon's had a large picture window in the kitchen which gave them a lovely view of their garden. It also allowed the sun to stream in. I said a cheery good morning to Mr. Gibbons who smiled happily as if he was genuinely glad to see me. He was already dressed in his tennis shorts and had his tennis cover-ups in his arm. I quickly walked around so that the morning sun was behind me shining through my nightgown. I followed Mr. Gibbon's eyes as they moved down to the area between my legs, which I had conveniently set fairly wide apart. His eyes widened as he could now see my pubic hair almost as if I didn't have a nightgown on. I stayed in that position for a couple of minutes while we were talking about his tennis match and then turned sideways. As we had talked, my nipples had hardened even more and now they were very noticeably erect, and completely open to his eyes because of the sun shining through the material. My pubic hair, which I had fluffed up in the bathroom before coming out, was also visible from this new view. Mr. Gibbons seemed to stammer just a bit as we talked.

This was very exciting to me but I wanted Mr. Gibbons to see more of me and I had the feeling that he did as well. Then I remembered from when I had visited them in the snow storm that Mrs. Gibbons kept the orange juice on the bottom shelf in the refrigerator. I quickly moved to open the refrigerator door while still talking to Mr. Gibbons and then, standing with my legs as straight as possible, bent over totally from my waist to search for the orange juice.

This time I could feel the hem of my nightgown slide all the way up my bottom so that it was completely bare. I moved my legs a little further apart as if to provide a better balance for my search and managed to push my ass a little backward and upward to ensure that my pussy was totally in view. I could feel it getting wet but somehow I didn't think that Mr. Gibbons would mind. I pretended that I couldn't find the orange juice and after searching for several minutes while carrying on a running, if somewhat disjointed, conversation, asked Mr. Gibbons if he could help me look for it.

They had a Cold Storage refrigerator which was very large so there was plenty of room for both of us to rummage through the refrigerator. Mr. Gibbons came up behind me but although there was room for him to be beside me he remained with half of his body behind my right side. A delicious shiver went down me as I could feel his bare left leg lightly and then more firmly pressing against the back of my bare right leg. We stayed in this position for several long thrilling seconds. Then Mr. Gibbons reached across me and said, "Maybe it is over to your left, Vicki Lynn."

And with that his left leg, as if by accident, slid to my left and nestled itself firmly against my naked pussy and ass.

I gasped, but immediately pushed back against him. Mr. Gibbons understood this to be the invitation that it was. He put his hands around my waist and pulled me even more firmly back against his leg. Then he moved to his left and I could feel his erection, through his tennis shorts which I wished so much he hadn't had on, pushing against my pussy. He dipped and then raised his knees repeatedly as he slid his erect cock back and forth up my pussy to my ass and back. I was in heaven. Heaven became even better in just another minute or two when Mr. Gibbons, with his cock still firmly pressed against my pussy, bent further over me and moved his hands to cup my breasts through my nightgown. His fingers quickly found my stiff nipples and caressed them. In another minute, the nightgown wasn't covering them any longer. Mr. Gibbons pulled my straps down and bared my breasts, as I hadn't even dared hope he might do. I couldn't believe how wonderful it was to feel his firm but gentle fingers caressing my nipples. I moved my bottom from side to side against his erection, enjoying the different feelings of having it pressed more against my right cheek or my left cheek or squarely in the middle.

My breaths were coming in shorter and shorter gasps as the sensations shooting from my nipples to my pussy continued to intensify. Just when I thought I was about to burst with pleasure we heard the squeak of Jennie's bedroom door. Mr. Gibbons quickly jumped back. I stood up with the orange juice in one hand while I pulled up my nightgown and adjusted the straps with the other. I put the orange juice down on the table and moved so that I would be away from the window and its stream of light. Jennie came on into the kitchen and said good morning to both of us. Then she glanced down at her Dad's front and said, "Oh, Daddy, you've spilled some tea or coffee on your tennis shorts."

I looked where Jennie's eyes were looking and saw that there was indeed a wet spot where the head of his then erect penis had been a couple of minutes ago. He still had an erection but it was rapidly subsiding, something Jennie didn't seem to have noticed. "Oh, you're right," he said. "How clumsy of me. I had better go change quickly or I will be late."

Jennie and I had orange juice, cereal and tea and then went back to her bedroom to change for the day. If she noticed the aroma of my arousal she didn't mention it. I hoped there would be another occasion to come visit her soon.

[Thinker]

Vicki Lynn, you are such a tease. Do you still make men mad with desire? I am sure you went back to the Gibbons house again and again.

[Funstuff]

Great Story! sounds like that was about the time you realized the power you have over men. My daughter used to have a friend that loved to tease me and any other male she could, seemed to really like to try to tease the older men. She was very good at it and she was hot. Not long after getting out of high school I learned she had got pregnant by an older married man. Glad I resisted her teasing tactics, my sex life with my wife did benefit from her teasing though:)
Now my wife has discovered how much fun it is to let guys get a sneak peak. Life is good!

[Shardog]

Damn, what a story ... you are a daring little thing. And he was quite daring also. Actually he was completely nuts for even trying that with his daughters friend. Still an erotic event that was getting me hard.

[AnonAnon]

Great story, though a bit irresponsible on his part.

My wife enjoys showing off to older guys and, so far, it hasn't been anything but fun for everyone involved. Two incidents come to mind. The first from the early days of our dating when we invited some of our older friends over to a barbecue at our place and she wore a see through top without a bra with only a ruffle providing some cover from the front and none at all from the side. Our back deck is an intimate space sandwiched between the house and the neighbor's house, both quite tall so the light makes some interesting effects. It is dark enough to wear something like that and have the same visibility as in a night club so it isn't blatant, but a the same time the street light is harsh enough to punch through a top like that when it hits just right. Suffice it to say that the guys were able to take in every detail of her nipples very comfortably indeed and she enjoyed catching a few of them staring.

The second time we had some friends who were building a house and threw a slab party right after they cast the slab for their house on the lot. It was out in a rural area and we guessed that lighting on the construction site would likely be harsh work lamps. It was slightly cold so she wore a waist-length fuzzy sweater on top and see through figure hugging beige tights below. The tights had a pattern to them that obscured what was underneath a little, but her pubic hair shadow was clearly visible if the construction lamps caught the tights right. She had shaved it to a thinned landing strip, but put a hard line in it along the top so it was clear what you were looking at if you saw it. It was one of the most erotic outfits she has ever worn out in public.

[WickedWonder]

Very nice happyflashergirl, I had a girl do something similar to me several years ago. It was a girlfriend of one of my sons.

AnonAnon, We had a slab party too. With a full sized basement, the tall walls provided lots of privacy form the only neighbor a long ways down the road. It turned into a threesome with my wife's coworker whom was a very hot looking girl. We ended up out in the yard in the bright moon light on top of a stack of lumber. A whole story in it's self.

[Gina]

This story brings back pleasant pleasant memory from a few years ago when I stayed the weekend with an old college roommate and her family. My roommates husband had a 19 year old son at the time from a previous marriage. After spending the day with the family around their pool I was going up to shower for dinner and overheard the boy speaking on the phone to a friend describing me as a "milf" and a few other unmentionable things that he was saying. The room I was staying in shared a "jack and Jill" bathroom with his room and after I disrobed and stepped into the bathroom to start my shower. I noticed the door to his room was slightly ajar and covered up with a towel and moved over to close the door. He was seated at his computer and although I could not see what was on the screen he was seated and appeared to be masturbating. I knocked slightly and completely startled him and gave him a completely horrified look on his face as though he had just been busted and he turned beat red. I quickly apologized for the interruption and just asked him where they kept the extra towels. He was very reluctant to get up for obvious reasons and I knew it so I then just looked at him and smiled and told him that I had overheard what he had said about me earlier and that I could tell what he was up to now and that he should be very careful to not make a mess and I removed my towel and handed it to him. I just stood there for a moment before I told him that if he was masturbating while thinking of me it would be much better to get the image in his mind right and if he wanted to masturbate while looking at me then he better get started. It took hi him a few minutes to graspe the reality of the situation but he then moved away from his computer and faced me while sitting in his chair and proceeded to masturbate to a full orgasm , and a very healthy one I might add. After he was finished I went over and kissed him on the forehead and told him he better get cleaned up an quietly left the room and got my shower. Neither of us ever spoke of the moment for the remainder of the visit.

[Shardog]

Gina, that is so hot! I was getting hard just reading it. What a lucky kid. Did you enjoy the show too? Some more details would have made the story even hotter.

[Gina]

shardog,

I really don't want to steal the show from happyflashergirl so I will give a few more details and keep it brief. We had been sitting and swimming all day around the pool and it was quite obvious that the boy was sneaking peaks when ever he could. He is a pretty good kid and darn good looking to boot so I did not mind. I was wearing a two piece swim suit that was not skimpy but looked pretty good on me. The top was about one cup size too big but as long as I was conscious of what the "girls" were doing it was not a problem, however Im pretty sure the boy had gotten A few nip slip peeks throughout the day because he tended to stand behind me a lot when I sitting down. So, By the time I went upstairs I had already established in my mind that this boy was very interested in my body and his phone call that I overheard only confirmed it. Basically the "unmentionables" I heard along with the milf part were that he wanted to fuck me.

When I entered his room I was actually pretty aroused myself and was working on the complete spur of the moment and half a bottle of wine. I honestly think I went in to fuck him but my better judgment prevailed (and the ring on my finger, LOL) and I chickened out. Besides even though the boy is of legal age he is still my friends step son and it would not have been appropriate even if I were single. Anyway, after I stripped I just stood there and let him do him business. Im no supermodel but I am in my early 40's, slim and and take good care of myself but compared to the girls his own age I probably have quite a few flaws but he sure did not seem to mind the view.

Well that's as t gets with the details. Enjoy!

[Shardog]

Even better hearing a little more of what happened. I am sure you look great. My wife is in her early 40's and also catches the eye of quite a few young guys. I think some of them like the slightly older ladys even better.
Thanks for sharing!

[Fish]

When I was in college my then girlfriend shared an apartment with another girl. I stayed over with her most weekends and it was not uncommon for me and the other girl to be alone in the apartment on Saturday mornings when my girl was at work. One morning I was up early sitting on the couch watching TV after my girl left for work. About a half hour later the other girl "sue" woke up and came out to where I was. This girl was always a very conservative girl and dressed the part but this day I was shocked to see her walk out wearing nothing but her panties and a very tight fitting tank top. She completely acted like it was no big deal but I could not keep my eyes off of her. We had some small talk as she had her breakfast before she headed for the shower. I assumed the show was over and was thankful for what I saw even if it did seem odd.

A short time later I heard the shower stop and soon she emerged wearing nothing panties and was just holding a small towel against her chest. She had very small but perky tits so it was enough. I was floored to say the least. I was even more floored when she walked over to the ironing board against the wall and started ironing her clothes for the day by dropping the towel and keeping her back to me. Nothing was visible but holy shit was it hot and I was immediately sporting wood. I was literally speechless. She slipped on a pair of shorts as we carried on a conversation when the weather report came on the TV. I about shit my pants when she turned around to watch the report completely topless and in full view to me. She acted like nothing was out of the ordinary and proceeded to stay that way for a few minutes until finally putting on her bra and top in front of me. I came really close to cumming in my shorts.
That was the end of it. She never did it again. I have often wondered if my girl had put her up to it as some sort of a test of my faithfulness? I did not do anything so I guess I passed, but I also did not tell her about it but I think we both knew it happened anyway.

[Gina]

Fish- Im sure she knew exactly what she was doing and it very well could have been a test. Women simply do not do things like that and remain oblivious to what they are doing.

Speaking of oblivious, I have a clean but funny story. My husband and I had gone in on renting a vacation beach house in Hilton Head with three other couples for an entire week. It was a really nice house which included beach access as well as a private pool. On the last day of our trip, after spending most of my time in my bikini by the pool, (both pieces always on, lol) we were all getting dressed for dinner. I had used the laundry facilities in the home to fluff the wrinkles out of the top I was planning o wearing while I was in the shower. I got out of the shower, put on my Capri's, my bra, and did my hair and was completely dresses except for my shirt that was still in the dryer. I walked out of my room, through the living room and made small talk with both the men and women who were enjoying some drinks. I went to the laundry room and put my shirt on and returned to the group. I quickly realize something seemed different.

Apparently one of the wives got really pissed that I walked through wearing my bra! Mind you, it was a full coverage padded bra that was far less sexy and covered more than the swim tops I had been wearing all week. Her husband was not even in the house when I did this so I still don't know what set her off. She ended up getting so angry that they packed up that night and left rather than spend the last night at the house. The funny thing is this woman is younger than me, thinner than me, and quite frankly looked better than me in a swimsuit and even wore more skimpy bikinis than I had during the week. lol.

I guess there is just something of an insecure nature in some women when they see another woman half naked in their underwear in front of others as compared to being half naked in a bikini. I guess the setting for half nakedness makes all the difference. By the way, haven't talked to that couple since. lol

[AnonAnon]

Fish, it could have been a test of faithfulness or just some good clean teasing fun on her part that she didn't over think.

I love it when my wife wears something that gives a spontaneous show that she doesn't over think. She wears something revealing and just goes with it. I recently finished restoring an old car and picked a friend of mine up to go test drive it. Turned out the battery wasn't charging and I ran it out of juice so I asked my wife to bring out a spare battery to where we had stalled and were waiting for her. When my wife showed up she was wearing aviators and the flimsiest black wrap dress you ever saw. No bra. Nipples clearly poking through. All firm freckled legs, blonde hair, black aviators and the black dress. Nothing else on her. No jewelry, nothing. She offered to drop my friend home while I went home and got cleaned up for dinner. When she swung by our home to pick me up for dinner she told me that she'd hugged my friend and that he'd brushed her butt to check for panties. "He wasn't disappointed," she said. She enjoyed it, enjoyed my reaction to it and thought nothing more about it after.